ATEEZ social experiment

Part 13

                           Hole in the Wall
    
     I step forward through the now broken glass wall. A hand quickly grabs my shoulder and flips me around.
     "What are you doing?" San sternly says to me but i shrug him off and take a step towards my next target but i freeze in my spot.
     Something doesn't feel right. My eyes slowly go down to my left foot that's in front of me.
      "San," I reach back and grip him until my knuckles are white. "San my foot."
      "Oh sh*t, Seonghwa!" he eyes double in size when he sees a chunk of glass going completely through my foot.
     Shock fills my body. I can't move i can't cry i am stuck. San swiftly picks me up princess style.
     "Sh*t sh*t sh*t," he says under his breath as he carries me back into the bedroom. Sweat begins to run down my face.
     "Put her on the counter!" Seonghwa takes charge. He turns on the sink as i'm gently set in the bathroom counter.
     "San you need to get to the kitchen. Find a flashlight and a bottle of vodka," San bolts from the room.
     "Are you going to take it out, i'm scared," my adrenaline is fading and reality is starting to hit.
     The sound of crashing glass is heard.
     "Yes. I know you are and it's going to hurt a lot but you'll live," Seonghwa wets a wash rag in ice cold water and gently wraps my foot.
     Tears threaten my eyes. I dig my nails into my palms.

     "Here here here," San nearly falls as he sprints into the room. He hands Seonghwa the alcohol and sets the two large flashlights into different corners lighting up the room.

     "I'm going to need you to hold her," Seonghwa says to San as he moves me onto the floor.

     I sit between San's legs. I tightly grip onto his hands I feel like I'm going to break him.

     "I' sorry," Seonghwa says and begins to pour the liquid fire onto my foot. I bite down onto my bottom lip as the vodka burns through my skin into my bone.

     "Do it!" San yells to him. My whole body tenses as I here the words. Seonghwa graonto the glass causing a slight shift causing me to pull back but just as I do he pulls it out.

     I scream out as my wound is now open. All the blood that was plugged up is now pouring out.

     "Make it stop!" I cry to him using every ounce of strength to stay conscious.

    "Hold her still!" Seonghwa yells. Tears burn my face sweat mixing in, my vision is going in and out. Flashbacks of that night fill my head. All the blood all the pain.

    "I'm trying!" San screams right to my ear but I barely hear him.

     I look down and I see through my foot.

     "Oh god," all my breath leaves my body as I begin to get light headed.

     Make it stop.  Make it stop.

     I stare at my wrapped foot sitting on top of pillows to stay elevated. San walks in holding a plate and glass.

     "How are you feeling?" he says and offers both to me. I grab the glass and take a sip.

     "Crap." I lean my head back onto the pillow. I look through the now broken windows into the kitchen.

     "He's worried about you," my eyes snap back to San, "I know you two have an unspoken thing. He cares about you and he's scared." he says looking down at the food.

     I look back at him in the kitchen. His messy grown out black to blonde hair, the dark circles around his eyes, the lifeless look in his eyes, is that because of me.

    "Why would he care about me," my dead eyes lock with San's.

    "You don't see yourself," he shakes his head at me, "No matter what I say you won't believe me."